Dr Masters and Dahl
Part 1
Dahl is a sculptor at heart, she loves nothing more than being at her workbench kneading her knuckles into her latest figurine, trying to eke out those vital dynamic details that her clients love so much. However, to fund this passion she currently has to work part-time elsewhere and that just happens to be as a secretary in the local hospital. The admin based job does little for her, but the last couple of weeks have been something of a wonderful deviation from the norm. That is in no small part due to Dr Masters.
Dr Jessica Masters is one of seven Consultant Cardiologists at Manchester City Hospital and is the most captivating woman Dahl has ever met. In her early 40s, intelligent, formidable, funny, interesting and wonderfully charismatic. Standing at 5′ 10″, slender but toned with beautiful long blond hair, blue eyes and a mischievous smile. One that seems hell-bent on causing Dahl’s cheeks to flush every time it’s flashed in her direction.
Dahl, who is in her early 30s and could easily be described as emphatic, dynamic and chic is also undoubtedly her equal in the looks department. She is an eclectic mix of ethnicities and had gained the most paramount genes from all of them. Her mother is half Spanish, half French and her father is British born to a South African mother and an American Father.
She has big brown hazel eyes you could easily get lost in, warm sienna skin and wavy dark auburn hair. The beginnings of some impressive athletic muscles on a 5′ 9″ frame, cute dimples in her cheeks when she smiles and a scattering of random tattoos all over her body.
Although she’s always been pretty she’s had to work hard to get where she is now. She’d been slightly more rounded a year ago due to a low point when nutrition had gone out the window but she’s pulled it around and is finally looking how she’s always felt.
Dahl’s job is essential but dull, she thrives on the importance of the role and her ability to aid others in processes they do not themselves fully understand but it is, at the end of the day, an admin job and does little for the imagination of an expressive sculptor. It dragged her down and she lost motivation where her health was concerned.
However, in June last year, she reached rock bottom, claimed enough was enough and began the steady climb back up again. She swapped out bad for good food-wise, keeping the occasional treat in so as not to get too disheartened and began climbing, literally. She joined a walking group and climbed hills and mountains on her weekends.
During the week she and her best friend Hattie climb walls covered in plastic versions of rocks and bet each other a bar of chocolate that they can reach the top before the other. She also reduced her working hours and on occasion has the help of one of the admin clerks who supports her with any major issues that might come her way.
Dahl and Dr Masters have been colleagues for a few years now and they’d gotten to know each other in the polite work colleague way that most people do, the surface level chatter and the “Hi. How are you? Yes good, you? Yes fine thanks.” way that you do with those you work with. There had been the odd extra moment of laughter over Dr Masters love of bad coffee and the eccentricities of another colleague but nothing more until Dr Masters discovered Dahl’s talent for creativity at a city-wide art fair and purchased one of her more provocative and emotional pieces.
A bust of a bust was how one friend had described it. The woman’s head thrown back, hair draping over her shoulders, one hand tearing at her chest the other reaching towards her sex. Eyes closed, chest pushed forward baring heart, soul and bosom to the world.
It had been an innermost feeling regarding an ex that had been thrown out into the world in this raw piece of expressionist art. A deepest desire to be carnal, wanted, needed and to have no control over the action of it all.
It spoke volumes to both women and lit a tiny spark between the two of them. They began to speak more freely with each other, looked for ways to extend their usual two-minute conversations and even shared some of their lunch breaks when the opportunity arose.
*****
Dahl had always known she was gay. A few disappointing dalliances with men in her early twenties had cemented that fact and she’d been happy in her sexuality ever since. She’d played the field a bit whilst living in Barcelona for a few years, had a few close calls with husbands of neglected/closeted wives, fallen hard for the last one Ana, got her heartbroken and moved back to England to get over it.
Recently she’d begun to notice Dr Masters, their paths had begun to cross a bit more and she was thrilled when the doctor had turned up at one of her shows. Since then the two women had really hit it off and Dahl had been actively trying to figure out where the doctor’s interests might lie, throwing in the odd flirtatious remark to see how she reacted. Dr Masters never rebuffed any of these comments but Dahl still wasn’t sure if the doctor was open to more than just friendship.
For Dr Masters, her sexuality is a little more complicated. She has been married to a man for the past eighteen years so most people have assumed she’s straight. They also have two children so the appearance of a happy heteronormative family is certainly perceived. However, she has always been aware of women and more than considered relationships with them. About ten years ago, when she and her husband had a short separation, she had a brief encounter with a woman called Olivia.
Olivia was a work colleague and friend who showed her a completely different side to herself. Jessica had panicked at the feelings though and ended it after a few months. She was offered the position at Manchester and decided it was a good move for her and her family and used the opportunity to start again. It worked, mostly, she hadn’t considered another woman for quite some time and had made peace with staying in her marriage.
That was until she discovered Dahl and her sculptures.
******
A few weeks ago Dahl had hit her target weight, was feeling fantastic and emitting all kinds of confidence to the world.
Dr Masters had been on annual leave for a few weeks and upon her return to work was greeted by the fully contented and confident Dahl. As she walked into the cardiac department and caught sight of her she stopped stock-still in the middle of the reception area.
Dahl saw her and gave her a lingering smile before disappearing into her office and at that moment Dr Masters was hit by the realisation that she had feelings for another woman again. All the conversations she’d ever had with Dahl came flooding back to her and she realised she’d done nothing but try and impress her ever since she’d bought the sculpture.
She was snapped back to reality by one of the nurses who nearly bumped into her after she’d stopped so suddenly halfway into the department. She mumbled apologies for standing in the way and made her way to her office. Once inside she closed the door and leant back against it, exhaling sharply. She hadn’t entertained the thought of being with another woman for over ten years. Let alone a woman who was ten years her junior, working in the same department as her and who operated to a completely different set of rules.
She ran her fingers through her hair, put her bag down, took her coat off and decided to get on with what she’d planned that morning. She had a lot of catching up to do after being off and she didn’t quite know what her next move regarding Dahl would be. Things weren’t great between her and her husband again but she still wasn’t sure she wanted to go down this route.
She managed to get a little work done and then around lunchtime her thoughts drifted back to Dahl. She felt thrown by this new realisation and wasn’t sure she was ready for what that might mean for her marriage or her job.
She decided she would see what happened, she wouldn’t deliberately chase anything with her herself but if Dahl decided to make advances she wouldn’t shut them down either. She did however need to speak to her about a patient. This would be a good test, she could gauge how she might function around her now that she’d recognised some hidden desires but try to keep it professional and to the point.
She walked into Dahl’s office to find her sat facing her computer. The phone was to her ear and she was in full conversation with the patient on the other end of it, so she made her way over to her and perched on the edge of her desk. Dahl turned to face her and lit up into an affectionate smile when she saw who it was, she indicated she’d just be a minute but also mouthed “You ok?” to her.
Dr Masters nodded and smiled and sat quietly next to her as she finished her conversation.
She noticed how calm Dahl was with the patient on the other end of the phone who was clearly panicking about something. How her lips moved in such a delicate manner, forming her words carefully and precisely so as not to cause the patient more distress. She also noticed how beautiful her eyes were and how glorious she looked in a side profile.
A random assortment of piercings trailed down Dahl’s left ear leading the doctors gaze into the curve of her neck and down to the beginnings of a tattoo at the top of her shoulder. The doctor absent-mindedly wondered what path it took across her body and then caught herself with a gentle reprimand. One step at a time.
Dahl finished her call and turned to Dr Masters
“Sorry, nervous patient, can I help you with something Dr Masters?”
The doctor was just exiting from her daydream and it took her a minute to realise Dahl had addressed her.
“Erm…yes sorry. Can you tell me when this patients next appointment is please?”
Dahl obliged and they discussed the patients’ requirements for a few minutes. Then the conversation diverted a little onto general health and fitness. Dahl telling a story of a hot Yoga class that involved some interesting positions resulting in some fascinating noises emanating from her body, which had them both in giggles.
It was all going fairly well until Dr Masters ended up inadvertently saying something along the lines of…
“Yeah but you’re hot, you can get away with it”.
Which resulted in a curiously raised eyebrow and mischievous grin from Dahl and excessive blushing and a stutter of apology from Dr Masters.
“I’m sorry, I meant….er, you’re looking really good, you’re fit…I mean….”
She was saved by Dahl’s boss, Dan, entering the office. Dr Masters thanked Dahl for her help and left the office as quickly as possible.
Dahl was left wondering what the hell just happened and hoping it was exactly what she wanted it to be. She almost went after the doctor but her boss stayed in the office too long and the rest of the day was lost to meetings and urgent cases.
Dr Masters had left the room feeling highly embarrassed at her fumbled and unplanned comments and vowed to work on her flirting skills that had obviously abandoned her along with her courage ten years ago. So much for taking things a step at a time too. She must be more careful in future.
Trying to hide her blushes she made a dash for her office, packed up her things and decided to head out. She’d completed her clinical hours for this week, the rest she could do from the comfort of her own home.
She got in to find the kids upstairs in their rooms and her husband clearing away some old plates and cups from the kitchen counter. Ones he’d left there the other night after watching some late-night boxing match. He didn’t even look up when she wandered in, just grunted a hello at her.
She dumped her stuff on one of the dining chairs and watched him fuss trying to load the dishwasher. She grabbed herself a wine glass from the shelf nearest the window and poured herself some merlot.
They spent the next half an hour moving silently around each other sorting out the evening meal and tidying the kitchen. They conversed mainly with their daughters over dinner and then did the same silent kitchen dance when clearing away.
Dr Masters spent most of it trying to remember the last time they’d had a full-length conversation of any note. It wasn’t that they disliked each other or that either of them had done anything wrong as such, they just didn’t have anything to talk about anymore.
Her thoughts wandered back to her day at the hospital and her interactions with Dahl. The conversation had been so easy, so natural. Until she’d made her blunder and then it’d been all she could do to escape. Even that had been stimulating though, she’d been embarrassed at her delivery but she’d meant what she said. Dahl was unbelievably hot, how had it taken her this long to notice? The thought stirred something in her again and she blushed.
She poured what was left of the wine into her glass, mumbled to her husband that she was going to take a shower and wandered upstairs to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
She turned on the shower and hurriedly stripped off her clothes. Taking a swig of wine she stepped under the steaming water letting it cascade over her face. The warm jet rippling down over her shoulders and massaging her yearning body.
Her hands found their way to her breasts and she gently clasped them. Dahl’s face swam before her eyes and her breathing accelerated. She let her right hand snake its way down her torso towards her slit. Her fingers quickly finding her clit and tenderly pinching it. She let out a soft gasp at the touch, remembering how good it felt when another woman had done that to her years ago.
She began to tease her now aching pussy, imagining it was Dahl’s fingers sliding up and down her slit. She fell back against the wall of the shower as she inserted first one then two fingers into her slick opening, her thumb flicking at her clit. She writhed against her hand as her fingers dug into her, tipping her over into first one climax then another. Waves of pleasure jolting through her, her back arching off the wall and her legs buckling, causing her to slump to the shower floor.
She gradually removed her fingers but kept gently stroking her lips and clit until she stopped convulsing. Her pussy was still sensitive to touch even when she finally managed to stand up, the tingling sensation continuing to course throughout her body. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had such an intense orgasm.
She spent the next hour, affectionately massaging different areas of her body exploring it as though it were new, trying to figure out what the feminine touch could do. Starting at her toes she worked her way up her legs towards her inner thighs, across her stomach and up to her chest. Grabbing, pinching, tickling, teasing anything she came into contact with before finally returning to her slit and eagerly vibrating her thumb against her clit building herself up to an intense third climax.
******
The following day Dahl had just been about to leave the office to deliver some files to the x-ray department when Dr Masters walked into her office. The two women nearly collided straight into one another. After some awkward apologies and a switch of positions so that Dr Masters was now fully inside the office and Dahl was nearer to the door, Dahl spoke.
“Erm, I was just on my way to deliver some files but if there’s something you need…?”
Dr Masters smiled at her sheepishly.
“I…I wanted to apologise for what I said yesterday, I forgot myself for a minute and what I said was highly inappropriate, I don’t expect…”.
Dahl turned away from her and walked towards the door. The doctor thought she was going to just walk out so she stopped mid-sentence, closed her eyes to avoid seeing such an obvious rejection and took in a deep breath to try and calm herself. When she opened her eyes again she found that Dahl had shut the door, placed the files on the desk and was making her way towards her, her eyes firmly fixed on the doctor.
Dahl moved up close to her gently grazing their bodies together. She lifted her hand to brush away some hair that had fallen over the consultant’s eyes. Her fingers softly trailing off down the side of her cheek. The doctor’s breath caught.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“I thought I’d take a turn at being inappropriate” Dahl replied and with that, she kissed the speechless consultant.
Dr Masters felt the electricity of the kiss travel throughout her entire body and it responded with her lost confidence. She pulled Dahl closer to her in a deep embrace, their lips parted and their tongues met.
Dahl’s hands wound themselves into Dr Master’s hair and the doctor ran her hands down Dahl’s back to her hips. She started to move her gently back towards the office wall, pushing Dahl up against it and herself up against Dahl. Their kisses beginning to grow more desperate and heated.
Her hands crept round to the front of Dahl’s body and up towards her chest. Dahl gasped as she gently cupped her breasts, momentarily breaking their kiss, they both paused and giggled a little, stunned by the desperate urgency to embrace one another.
Dahl pressed her forehead against Dr Masters’ and held the doctors face in her hands. She pulled her head away and locked their gaze, pausing for a second to connect with the irresistible woman in front of her. The thumb of her left hand trailed across the doctor’s lips.
Dr Masters moved her hands round to Dahl’s back and pulled her towards her again, their kiss this time slightly slower and more exploratory.
Just as the doctor was starting to work her fingers in between Dahl’s waistband and her top there was a knock on the door. The two women only just registered it before the door began to open and Dan walked in. He found Dahl sat at her desk and Dr Masters handing her the file she’d left by the door. Dan addressed Dr Masters with a little nod.
“Jessica”
Dr Masters did the same.
“Dan….thanks for your help Dahl” she added giving her a knowing grin.
Ten minutes after Dan had left her office Dahl was still trying to cool herself down. She couldn’t quite believe she’d been so bold as to initiate a kiss with a consultant and that it had been reciprocated.
She absent-mindedly ran her fingers across her lips re-imagining the moment they’d connected with the doctors and wondered how and when she could initiate something else.
Dr Masters had left the room in a state of disbelief. What the hell was she doing? She wasn’t sure she could answer that right now but she knew how that kiss had made her feel and she liked it.
*******
A few days later Dahl found herself late to the weekly department meeting and so had to slide in at the back behind everyone else. As she slid quietly through the door the woman standing in front of it turned around. It was the doctor and she greeted Dahl with a flushed smile. They hadn’t seen each other since their kiss due to one thing and another and this unexpected encounter sent an aroused energy through them both.
Dahl moved up close next to her allowing their arms to brush against each other. They snuck each other flirty smiles and after nonchalantly glancing around, to check no one was paying them any attention, the doctor linked their little fingers.
Questions were then shot in the doctor’s direction and Dahl jumped a little almost breaking their link but the doctor held onto her. Dahl wondered how no one else in the room noticed, but Dr Masters was so incredibly confident and impressively good at managing to deflect the attention away from herself onto others that not one person in that room saw their entwined fingers.
As soon as the questions were re-directed to someone else Dr Masters leant over and whispered in Dahl’s ear.
“I can’t stop thinking about that kiss…”
Dahl, finding her confidence now others were distracted, whispered back.
“If these people weren’t here you’d be up against that wall with my tongue against your clit…I bet you taste incredible…”
The doctors pussy throbbed.
At the meeting’s halfway point, while everyone went to get coffee, Dr Masters leant against the conference room wall and tried to think about anything other than Dahl’s whisperings to cool herself down.
Her respite was only momentary as Dahl, who had also dashed for coffee reappeared in front of her with a knowing grin. She motioned towards her but the room began to fill up again so she sidestepped and leant against the wall next to her.
One or two of their colleagues gave them a second glance as they filtered back into the room, after all, it was a little unusual to see a consultant choosing to so obviously associate with a secretary that wasn’t her own, but no one questioned it.
Once the meeting had restarted Dahl’s hand began to wander, firstly she stroked a finger down the side of the doctor’s leg and then cupped her hand around the underside of the doctor’s left buttock. The doctor squirmed and gave Dahl a nervous glance. Dahl smiled back at her as a few of her fingers travelled teasingly down the top of the doctor’s inner thigh, the doctors breathing laboured.
Dahl then said something she didn’t quite catch as a colleague nearby had also just begun to speak so Dahl leaned in, and as she repeated the question she grazed a finger across the doctor’s slit.
“Are you coming?”
Dr Masters let out a startled choke and then a deliberate cough trying to cover up her surprise. A few colleagues twitched at the unexpected noise and Dahl used the opportunity to seamlessly reposition herself making it look as though she’d never moved a muscle.
“Tonight, to Leila’s do” she whispered innocently, smirking at the consultant.
Dr Masters shot her a look of disbelief at what she’d just done but couldn’t help also smirking back at her.
“I was planning on it, yes” she eventually managed to reply.
“Good” replied Dahl “It’ll be nice to see you out of your scrubs”.
The doctor shot her another smirk along with a raised eyebrow, Dahl gave her a flirtatious grin back.
The meeting finally ended and everyone filed out. Dahl and the doctor exited last and as they did, Dahl placed her hand on the doctor’s waist. The doctor paused and as Dahl moved to exit first turning herself round to face the doctor she ran her finger around the top of her waistband and gave her scrub trousers a teasing tug as she reached the fastening.
“See you tonight then,” she said with a playful smile.
Dr Masters flushed pink again but shot her a similar smile back and then hurried away. She needed to find an impressive outfit for tonight and convince her husband that he’d much rather stay home and look after the kids.
It didn’t take much. He hated her work dinners so was happy to miss this one, much to the doctor’s relief.
Dahl arrived at the restaurant at seven-fifteen. She was dressed in skin-tight black jeans, a low cut sparkly silver top, a black leather jacket and three-inch heels that made her ass pop. Her make-up was also flawless. She looked the part, very rock chick chic.
She was greeted by the usual crowd along with Leila whose fortieth celebration it was. Dr Masters had yet to arrive so Dahl found a seat with the others and ordered some drinks.
A few more people arrived and the conversation flowed well.
Dahl was mid discussion with one of the nurses when Dr Master’s walked in. She caught sight of her out of the corner of her eye and stopped mid-sentence.
The doctor was dressed in high waisted black trousers coupled with killer heels, a white top with a low cut v that abandoned any question over whether she was wearing a bra or not and was framed with a tailored white jacket. Her long blond hair was down and had soft waves running through it, her make-up was subtle but made a confident statement.
The outfit showed off her slender body perfectly and she’d drawn attention from a few people as she walked in. Quite a difference to the usual work scrubs (although Dahl thought she wore those incredibly well too, there’s always something to be said about anyone in uniform).
Dahl just about managed to drag her attention back to her current conversation but not before she’d received a knowing grin from Jessica.
Instead of going over to Dahl straight away, the doctor decided that she wanted to play with her a little. She was still a bit unsure about how far she wanted this to go and if she sat next to her Dahl’s wandering hands would no doubt get her into hot and steamy water. So she deliberately chose a seat, on the big round table available to their party, that was directly opposite Dahl rather than next to her.
The meal went well, the food was good and everyone relaxed into conversation with a little help from the wine menu. The thing Dahl enjoyed the most about nights out like this was that the social barriers were lowered. Although there was always some awareness of hierarchy still present, for the most part, it was forgotten and doctors, nurses, admin, secretaries and assistants all spoke to each other on a more human level.
Dahl had been shooting the doctor playful glances all night, in fact, she could hardly take her eyes off of her. She had even mouthed to Dr Masters that she looked hot. The doctor had feigned comprehension but Dahl knew she’d got the message because her cheeks flushed pink as she’d tried to pretend she was listening to another colleague.
After dessert people started moving around to talk in different groups and some went onto the dance floor that was just a few tables away.
Dahl glanced up to see that Dr Masters had disappeared, when she looked around for her she was surprised to find her standing right next to her. The doctor slid into the spare seat next to Dahl and spoke a slightly nervous
“Hello.”
Dahl fixed her gaze on the extraordinary woman in front of her and gave her a mischievous smile in reply.
“You have to stop looking at me like that. Someone’s going to notice,” the doctor said.
“And how exactly am I looking at you?” teased Dahl.
“Like you’re undressing me with your eyes,” replied the doctor.
“Is there another way you’d prefer I undressed you?” Dahl countered running a finger provocatively along the doctor’s leg.
The doctor flushed. Dahl continued to tease her fingers up along Jessica’s thigh. The doctor took hold of her hand before she got any higher.
This is why she could not have sat next to her during the meal, she told herself, but she also didn’t let go, instead, she intertwined their fingers and locked eye contact with her.
Dahl leant forward to whisper in her ear but they were interrupted by colleagues returning from the dance floor. They quickly but reluctantly let go of each other’s hand and engaged in conversation with the others.
The group conversation ended up being full of laughter and banter and they both enjoyed it, they split off slightly from the others and shared some more flirtatious remarks before joining back in with the group. After a little while Dr Masters excused herself to go to the bathroom, Dahl gave her a few minutes and then excused herself for the same reason.
She managed to time it perfectly and as the doctor exited the bathroom their paths crossed just a little way from the door. Dahl saw her chance and pulled her off into a little nook just out of view of the main restaurant area. Once clear from view Dahl pushed her up against the wall and locked their lips together in a heated kiss.
The doctor having been taken by surprise took a moment to catch up but quickly engaged in the pleasure Dahl was lavishing on her. Interchanging from deep hot kisses to lighter more delicate pecks.
“You’re playing dirty” Dr Masters whispered in Dahl’s ear.
“Would you want me any other way?” Dahl replied.
The doctor kissed her and Dahl pulled at her top releasing it from her trousers. She ran her hands underneath it up her smooth torso finally reaching her breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples with her thumbs.
The doctor moaned and Dahl delighted in the fact she could elicit such a response from her. She moved her hands around to the doctor’s back and lightly traced her fingertips down it. The doctor squirmed and giggled against her, breaking their kiss to catch her breath. Dahl planted kisses along her jaw and repeated the action down the doctor’s back, receiving an aroused shudder from her. She whispered in her ear
“Come home with me?”
The doctor hesitated.
“I can’t….” she replied.
She looked at Dahl and caressed her cheek.
“My husband…” Dr Masters began.
“I promise to have you home by midnight” Dahl replied kissing the doctor’s neck.
The doctor hummed, enjoying the feeling of the kisses.
“You are very hard to resist….” The doctor continued, running her hands through Dahl’s hair.
Dahl kissed her and moved her hand down to the doctor’s pussy giving it a defiant stroke through her jeans. The doctor let out a delightful moan.
“Just imagine how good my fingers will feel inside you,” Dahl teased grinding herself up against the doc. The doctor moaned again remembering the pleasure she’d stimulated for herself in the shower the other day, imaging just that.
Dahl caught hold of the doctor’s hand and slid it down inside the front of her own jeans, guiding her fingers over her hot slit.
“Feel how wet you make me” she continued.
Her lips were so close to the doctors but not quite touching, her hot breath tingling against them. The doctor’s breath caught and she daringly ran a firm finger over the woman’s clit. Dahl gasped.
“Is that a yes?”
Dr Masters couldn’t resist any longer and she kissed Dahl with an intrepid
“Yes”.
******
The two women managed to make a discreet exit and once outside shared another daring kiss in the open air.
“How did you get here?” Dahl asked.
“Taxi” replied the doctor “Should I call us one?”
“No need. Here, you’ll want this” said Dahl handing her a crash helmet.
The doctor glanced past her and saw a beast of a motorbike parked up behind them.
“Of course you ride a motorbike,” she said with a dry smile.
Dahl smiled at her, moved up close and inquired
“Does that turn you on?”
The doctor smiled, nodded and planted her lips onto Dahl. Their smooch was interrupted by the restaurant doors nudging open. The doctor quickly put the helmet on and climbed onto the bike behind Dahl. She wrapped her arms around her as she started the engine and felt the vibrations run right through her. They raced out of the car park just as some of their colleagues were beginning to leave the restaurant.
Ten minutes later and they were at Dahls. The doctor was captivated by where she lived. It was an off the grid clay cob house that was decorated with various patterns and shapes like it was its own work of art and surrounded by an incredible garden. Even in the dark it looked spectacular, tiny lanterns hung from the trees casting a magical glow and she could just make out the outline of some of Dahl’s sculptures dotted around the grounds.
They reached the porch and the doctor pulled Dahl to her planting kisses down her neck. Dahl spun herself around and attempted to open the door with the doctor up against her back, her hands running across Dahl’s chest. Dahl eventually got the door open and the two women fell inside.
The door was hastily shut by the doctor pushing them both up against it, their kisses now hot and breathy. Dahl pulled her jacket off, dropped it to the floor and wrapped her arms around the doc hugging her to her.
She worked her hands down to the doctors rear giving it a tender squeeze and then lifted her up, the doctor’s legs wrapping themselves around Dahl’s waist as she moved them away from the front door and towards her bedroom.
Once inside their kisses became rougher as they hungrily explored each other’s mouths. Dahl let the doctor slide down her body and return her feet to the floor.
As she did the doctor broke their kiss and redirected her mouth lower on her lover’s body, working her way along her jawline, down the side of her neck and across her collarbone then back up again.
As her hands made their way up towards Dahl’s breasts they pushed the top higher too until it was up and over Dahl’s head and thrown to the other side of the room. Her bra soon followed.
Dr Masters could now see what the tattoo on Dahl’s shoulder was. Curling around from her back were a few ruffled red and orange tail feathers that belonged to a dazzling phoenix that ran down her left side and continued beneath her jeans ending halfway down her thigh, it was astoundingly sexy. The doctor traced her fingertips over it and exhaled in a responsive “wow”.
Their lips found each other again and Dr Masters began to trace patterns over Dahl’s chest with her thumbs, massaging her nipples until they stood erect and pert. She pinched at them with her thumb and forefinger before taking, first one and then the other into her mouth. Her tongue dancing around each in turn, leaving a shiny wet trail between the two.
She adjusted her attention and sent kisses down Dahl’s torso, across the Phoenix and back up again, eliciting indulgent moans from Dahl as she did so.
Now that her mouth was doing the job her hands had been she let them snake round to Dahl’s bare back. She placed her fingertips as high up on Dahl’s back as she could, applied a firm pressure and drew them slowly down her spine. Dahl let out a deep moan and arched herself forward pushing her breasts against Dr Masters mouth.
The doctor planted kisses down the centre of Dahl’s torso until her mouth met the top of her jeans. She bit at the fastening then allowed her slender fingers to open it, she raised her gaze and found Dahl staring at her intently, biting her lower lip.
Her fingers stayed attentive to their job and each button slowly loosened and drew apart as she gradually stood up to plant delicate kisses on Dahl’s chin, cheeks and lips.
Dahl was feeling electric, her whole body tingling with desire but as the doctor started to work her fingers into her waistband she dominantly put her hands on Dr Masters chest and said
“Wait”.
The doctor paused and allowed Dahl to tenderly push her a little way from her. She gestured toward the doctor’s jacket.
“Take it off” she instructed.
Dr Masters smiled and started to slowly unbutton it. Taking her time, she kept eye contact with Dahl for the whole display as each button was released from its noose. Once all were undone the doctor slipped the top off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor, she then tugged her chemise top loose from her trousers and pulled it up over her head tossing it across the room and exposing her bare chest to Dahl.
“The jeans too” Dahl added with a grin.
As the doctor obliged, keeping her eyes firmly locked on the commanding woman in front of her, Dahl brought her fingers to her lips, gently parted them and put her index finger in her mouth. She bit softly on it before adding her middle finger as well and sucking on them both. The doctor dropped her trousers to the floor and stepped out of them.
Dahl beckoned to her with the now moist index finger and the doctor, who was at this point in only panties and heels, obediently shortened the gap between them. As she neared her, Dahl relocated her fingers to the doctor’s lips who subserviently took them into her mouth. She paid them the attention they deserved before Dahl exchanged them for her lips.
Dahl’s glistening fingers found their way down to the doctor’s panties and through them gave her pussy a defiant stroke. Dr Masters breath caught and she pushed her body firmly towards Dahl, who instinctively repeated the action. She ran her finger low to high lingering at her clit which she circled skilfully before pushing the panties aside and repeating the action, only this time aided by the doctor’s sweet lubrication. Dr Masters whimpered as Dahl continued, creating tiny circular patterns up and down her slit.
Dahl worked the doctors pussy, switching from rough to smooth motions, taking her close to orgasm and then pulling away. She enjoyed finding the sensitive spots that caused her to involuntarily moan and quiver. The doctor begging for release.
“Please….make me cum” she implored.
Dahl was happy to oblige, she switched her thumb to the doctors clit and inserted, first one then two fingers into her pussy, wiggling them about to find the sweetest spot.
“Oh God, yes”.
Dr Masters writhed against Dahl’s hand, gripping the fingers inside her, shuddering with each stroke of the digits.
“Oh, fuck…”.
The doctor began to verbally assault the air around her as Dahl expertly massaged her to an electrifying climax.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuuck”.
She bucked against Dahl, arching up off the bed as she came, coating her hand with her nectar.
Dahl continued to stroke Dr Masters clit through her release, removing her fingers only once the doctor had stopped trembling.
She brought both fingers back to her lips and drew them into her mouth, the sweet tangy taste of the doctor coating her tongue and causing her to moan. This caught the doctors attention and she lustily watched Dahl as she enjoyed the taste of her juice before slowly removing the woman’s fingers and placing them in her own mouth. She licked them clean before deeply kissing her new lover, the sweet hint of her juice passing between the two women.
She then spun them both around and nudged Dahl backwards until she fell onto the bed. The doctor climbed on top of her, kicking her heels off and then pressing their bodies together, continuing their kiss.
Dr Masters hands eagerly made their way to the front of Dahl’s jeans and completed what she’d started earlier. She kissed down Dahl’s torso until she reached her waistband and then pealed the jeans off her dropping them in a pile on the floor.
The doctor’s mouth made delicate kisses up the inside of Dahl’s thighs deliberately teasing her by avoiding her clit. She slowly removed Dahl’s panties and added them to the ever-growing pile of scattered clothing now on Dahl’s bedroom floor, then lifting Dahl’s right leg she draped it over her shoulder.
She could feel the musky heat emanating from Dahl’s pussy and inhaled deeply. As she exhaled she slowly blew a teasing breeze onto the woman’s opening. Dahl squirmed.
“Oh my…”.
The doctor had to grip her hips to keep her still. She repeated the action.
“Oohhh…”
And again.
“Please…”.
“Please what?” teased the doctor.
“Put your tongue on my clit” begged Dahl.
Dr Masters blew one last teasing breath and gained another pleasurable response before finally flicking her tongue against her Dahl’s clit.
“Oh god”.
Dahl moaned and the doctor repeated the action.
“Fuck, yes”.
She flattened her tongue against Dahl’s pussy and licked weightily. Dahl responded with a blissful “Mmmmm”.
The doctor, revelling in the vocal response she was receiving from her new lover, decided she wanted more. She swirled her tongue around Dahl’s opening absorbing which spots were more sensitive than others then lapped at the areas where Dahl purred the most.
She teased her for a while before moving her attention back to Dahl’s clit, she circled it before taking it deep into her mouth and sucking hard.
“Oh yes…yes”.
The doctor flicked her tongue down to her lovers opening and pushed the tip of it into her.
“Oooh”.
She repeated the action.
“Again”.
She slurped at Dahl’s pussy with her lips, then thrust her tongue as far into her as possible and began to pulse in and out of her deep and fast.
“Oh…Jess”.
At this, the doctor couldn’t control herself and emitted a deep moan of her own. Even in the midst of such an erotic act, she had never expected her colleague to break the unspoken rule of the consultant-other hierarchy, let alone use a diminutive version of her name and hearing her do so was a massive turn on.
She greedily slurped at the rebellious woman’s pussy and dove her tongue back into Dahl’s opening wiggling it around, jabbing the soft moist walls within searching for that sweet spot and quickly hit the jackpot. Dahl’s hips jerked and she spasmed into an intense orgasm, her salty-sweet liquor covering the doctors face as she called out her name again.
“Oh, Jessi…”.
Dahl collapsed back onto the bed overcome by the pleasure she just experienced. Jessica kissed and licked her way back up Dahl’s torso, pausing at her nipples to suck at them gently before pressing her body against Dahl’s and pulling her into a deep kiss. Dahl lifted her arms and encircled them around Jessica, she reached up and entangled her hands in the doctor’s hair still kissing her softly. Eventually, their lips parted and Dahl’s hands cupped Jessica’s face looking at her with a surprised smile.
“You’ve done that before”.
“I have”.
“And here I was thinking I’d corrupted you,” Dahl replied planting kisses down her neck.
“Oh, you definitely did that” grinned the doctor.
She locked her gaze with Dahl and began to teasingly grind herself against her. Dahl’s breath caught and Jessica adjusted herself so their pussy lips were touching.
“You make me want to do bad things with you” she whispered rubbing her clit up against Dahl.
Dahl’s arousal amplified and she flipped their positions, pushing Jessica onto her back and climbing on top of her. They began to grind against each other again, tribbing their already well-lubricated slits together, planting hot kisses all over each other’s bodies.
“Say my name again” the doctor requested as their tribbing increased speed.
Dahl grinned and breathlessly whispered in her ear.
“Come with me Jess”.
That was enough for the doc who began to jerk and quiver, which in turn tipped Dahl over the edge. They locked their lips together and brought each other to a breathless and intense second orgasm. Their bodies bucking and clawing at each other’s attempting to intensify the release.
They eventually relaxed with shuddering moans, their hips involuntarily jerking with excess waves of pleasure as they attempt to recede from their gratification.
They stay entwined together on the bed for a long while, planting soft kisses on each other’s faces and neck, unable to summon the energy to move.